A Beggar asked a rich Bishop for Charity, demanding a pound. — ‘A Pound to a beggar! That would be extravagant.’ — ‘A Shilling then!’ — ‘Oh, it’s still too much!’ — ‘A twopence then or your Benediction.’ — ‘Of course, I will give you my Benediction.’ — ‘I don’t want it, for if it were worth a twopence, you wouldn’t give it me.’

I traded in my hope for a hangover and a headacheI’m contemplating rope but can’t tie knots that great-Isnt competition a drag….?-no no no its life….freedom…almost love and existence-ok…and hows that going…?-really?Job titles yet to be created to force us turning the money wheel…***